My Mind Playin' Tricks On Me (LP版)-Geto Boys
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My Mind Playin' Tricks On Me (LP版) - Geto Boys
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that sh*t is on
Let me drop some sh*t like this here
Real smooth
At night I can't sleep I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark
Visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a ni**a
I'm paranoid sleeping with my finger on the trigga
My momma's always stressing I ain't living right
But I ain't going out without a fight
See everytime my eyes close
I start sweating and blood starts coming out my nose
It's somebody watching the AK
But I don't know who it is
So I'm watching my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the covers
When I awake I don't see the motherf**ker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say "Take a chill B"
But f**k that sh*t there's a ni**a trying to kill me
I'm popping in a clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
Investigating the joint for traps
Checking my telephone for taps
I'm staring at the woman on the corner
It's f**ked up when your mind is playing tricks on you
I make big money I drive big cars
Everybody know me it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head lights
Is it that fool that I ran off the block
Or is it that ni**a last week that I shot
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars
Thought he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour
Reached under my seat
Grabbed my popper for the suckers
Ain't no use to be lying
I was scareder than a motherf**ker
Hooked a left into Popeyes and beared down quick
If it's going down let's get this sh*t over with
Here they come just like I figured
I got my hand on the motherf**king trigger
What I saw'll make your a** start giggling
Three blind crippled and crazy senior citizens
I live by the sword I take my boys everywhere I go
Because I'm paranoid
I keep looking over my shoulder
And peeping around corners
My mind is playing tricks on me
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing d**e
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning I'm in the service
Praying for forgiveness
And trying to find an exit out of the business
I know the Lord is looking at me
But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift when I drive
Having fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over with
And then I'm worry free but that's bullshit
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this sh*t
But to me she was just another b**ch
Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm realizing that I love her
Now I'm feeling lonely
My mind is playing tricks on me
This year Halloween fell on a weekend
Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for bags
Till a law man got behind our a**
So we speeded up the pace
Took a look back
And he was right before our face
He'd be in for a squabble no doubt
So I swung and hit the ni**a in his mouth
He was going down we figga'd
But this wasn't no ordinary ni**a
He stood about six or seven feet
Now that's the ni**a I'd been seeing in my sleep
So we triple-teamed on him
Dropping them motherf**king beads on him
The more I swung the more blood flew
Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared too
Then I felt just like a fiend
It wasn't even close to Halloween
It was dark as f**k on the streets
My hands were all bloody from punching on the concrete
Goddamn homie my mind is playing tricks on me
